Chapter 37
Snow was settling when they got outside. It was freezing, the wind biting at their legs, and Yannis’ glasses steamed with the shocking change in temperature.
Stefan didn’t care.
He turned on Yannis, referral letters still clutched in his fist, and hugged him.
For a moment, Yannis simply stood there, perhaps too stunned to move. Then a hand came up around Stefan’s back, and he was carefully hugged in return.
“Thank you,” Stefan breathed.
“You’re welcome,” Yannis said a little awkwardly.
“No. No, thank you. You can’t imagine…”
And then Stefan stopped. Because of course he could imagine. Of course he could.
“Thank you,” he repeated simply.
“Step one.”
“Of what?”
“Of getting out of that spiral you sent your life into.”
Stefan bit his lip as he stepped back. “I—that’s no
